It's the sort of thing Paul would say teasingly over an Omni on his way home from a scouting trip, a bag of prizes slung over his shoulder and a warm bath and bed to look forward to. It rings desperately wistful here, lilting up like the coiling fire.
"You can come closer, if you want." He swallows hard, fingers in the smokey fur of Kaworu's Omen. "If you're careful."
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It's the sort of thing Paul would say teasingly over an Omni on his way home from a scouting trip, a bag of prizes slung over his shoulder and a warm bath and bed to look forward to. It rings desperately wistful here, lilting up like the coiling fire.
"You can come closer, if you want." He swallows hard, fingers in the smokey fur of Kaworu's Omen. "If you're careful."